What's not to love about the Fourth of July? Patriotism, food, family, fireworks. It is truly one of the best holidays around.
We started our celebrations on Saturday with a BBQ at Keri's. The food was plentiful and deliciously satisfying. The conversation was plentiful. The kids were happy. The fireworks were only just short of dangerous.
On Sunday, we spent the evening at Katie's house with the other side of the family. More food. More cousins to play with. More fireworks. Good times all around. I made this layered Jello and a flag cake. Both were quite visually delightful and though time-consuming not terribly difficult to make.
My children promised me to indulge me in a bit of picture taking. One good picture and one funny was all I asked. It took quite a lot of cajoling to get Slade out there but we managed to get everyone in the shot. It is still rather hard for me, but I'm learning to just let go of the expectations for composition, lighting, posing, or expression and just take what I can get. With this imperfect photo, I'll tuck away memories of the day. I'll remember going to play the piano for Sacrament meeting at the retirement home down the street. What a privilege it was to hear the testimonies shared by those who have lived a lifetime in the service of God and country. I'll remember how happy I was to sing and play patriotic music in Primary for Singing Time. We listened to The 1812 Overture and The Stars and Stripes Forever along with singing the traditional patriotic songs. How often can I get away with something like that? Because of this picture, I won't forget that Anne wore the same outfit that she wore last year. I certainly shouldn't forget Emma getting completely upset about the fire started on the mountain above Katie's house by some idiots shooting off illegal fireworks. She was in tears even though we were perfectly safe. Apparently she is terrified of fire. Who knew?
Happy Birthday, America! We are so blessed to live here!
